Fleeing and chasing, running hundreds of miles in a blink of an eye, Niu Yi saw that Wei Seventeen was unhurried, and he always had spare strength, and he was more and more sure of the other party's intentions, and there was no good way to deal with it. While galloping, he suddenly saw him pull the reins, the yin horse neighed, the front hooves were raised high, and he almost fell down on his back, Niu Yi was overjoyed in his heart, and he jumped up like a big bird.

The gathered yin qi tightly wrapped around one person and one horse, Wei Qiqi turned the horse's head stiffly, and turned to the side, letting out a swarthy ghost Taoist with a tattered robe, a face half carrion, half white bones, and the blue flames in his eye sockets were like beans, staring directly at Niu Yi who pounced on him, not paying attention to the person lying on the horse's back at all.

The ghost Taoist flicked his sleeves and sacrificed a miserable white nine-yin white bone tower, Niu Yi was taken aback, slammed his body, fell suddenly, knelt on one knee, raised the mountain vine stick, urged the soul eyes of the whole body, and struggled to pick up the bottom of the tower. An unstoppable huge force pressed down on the head, the rattan stick was broken inch by inch, Niu Yi rolled on the ground, and the thunder and fire talisman was all sprinkled, the thunder was deafening, and the electric light and fire fell from the sky, all of which hit the white bone tower, and the tower body was as clear as jade, and it was unscathed.

Niu Yi turned over and jumped up, gasping for air, nine layers and eight sides, white bones build towers, skeletons are bells, and they weigh more than the mountains, which is clearly the means of Kunwu in the three-star cave of the oblique moon, and the ghost Taoist ...... Where did it come from? He had a chill on his back, and he vaguely felt that he was in serious trouble.

The ghost Taoist stretched out his hand and pointed, the white bone tower flew into the air again, Niu Yi saw that the other party did not say a word, did not forgive, did not feel anger from the heart, evil to the side of the gall, gritted steel teeth and rolled on the ground, showing its original form, but it was a huge green cow, looking up to the sky and roaring, the back of the waist and soul eyes were wide open, shooting out a golden light, a three-legged golden crow fluttered its wings and flew up, sweeping away the yin qi within a radius of 100 miles.

The white bone tower was supported by the golden light, shook, and continued to press down, the three-legged golden crow stared at a pair of red eyes, the size skyrocketed, poked out the third claw, grabbed the spire fiercely, in an instant, the white bone tower seemed to be poured with oil, the flames rose to the sky, the three-legged golden crow "quack" screamed, flapped its wings, and dragged the heavy white bone tower alive.

Niu Yi's nostrils opened, spewing out hot white gas, rising up with four hooves, and slamming straight into the ghost Taoist with two low corners. The ghost Taoist sneered, stretched out his palm and pushed it out, and a ring jumped out of his middle finger, like a meteor, tightly holding the horns of the green ox, and dragging it backwards fiercely. He roared in rage, the bristles on his body surged, and a line of flame burned from the ox's tail to the horns, burrowed into the ring and spun around several times, and with a "click", it shattered into pieces.

The magic weapons of the ghost Taoist are endless, and without waiting for Niu Yi to slow down, he took out a seven-feather dark fire fan from his sleeve, held it in his hand, and fanned him seven times in a row, the pale dark fire was menacing, overwhelming, trapping the green cow Tuantuan, Niu Yi had to use the magic power of the golden crow's true body, desperately extracting the power of the soul, opening his mouth, and spitting flames against the dark fire.

The ghost Taoist concentrated on fighting with Niu Yi, and had no time to be distracted to manipulate the Nine Yin White Bone Tower, the three-legged golden crow lowered his head and pecked at the top of the tower, the sharp beak suddenly emptied, and half of his head fell deep into the white bones, and he pecked out a hole. The ghost Taoist felt something, looked up, the blue flame in his eyes rose and shrank, pursed his lips and vaguely read the word "disease", the white bone tower spread out with a "bang", condensed into a tall skeleton, a string of skeletons hung around the neck, and the five fingers grabbed the three-legged golden crow, letting the flames burn, the tighter and tighter the grip.

Niu Yi took the opportunity to break through the Dark Fire, and with a flick of his head, two curved horns flew out, one flew through the Seven Feathers Dark Fire Fan and flew back in a circle, and the other was nailed to the chest of the ghost Taoist, but it was blocked by the Dao robe. The force of this blow was so strong that the ghost Dao man's back arched, and his body flew backwards involuntarily, throwing his hands and feet forward, and there was no way to resist it.

The three-legged golden crow was in danger, Niu Yi couldn't care about the killer, turned around and pounced on the skeleton transformed by the Nine Yin White Bone Tower, but it was already half a beat slower, the skeleton raised his hand and grabbed the two legs of the golden crow, and tore it hard, tearing it in half, and the flames around the three-legged golden crow were extinguished, turning into black smoke and dissipating.

Niu Yi hit the skeleton's back head, breaking the spine, the skeleton fell to the ground, raised his big fist high, and smashed it at the green cow, Niu Yi was dizzy, and his front legs fell to the ground weakly.

The Taoist robe on the ghost Taoist person seems to be tattered, but it is actually a talisman treasure, if there is no treasure, Niu Yi's curved horn is bound to pass through the body, the ghost cultivation is qualitative and invisible, even if there is damage, it will not endanger his life, but the Taoist robe is in the body, but the huge force of the bend of the horn is fully bearable, the ghost Taoist soul is shaking, the limbs are stiff, no matter how strong the means can not be used, can only watch Niu Yi crash headlong into the skeleton, desperately entangled, unable to get out, secretly happy in his heart.

In the air, before he could land, a jet-black knife flashed, piercing through the back of his neck, through his torso, and from between his legs. The ghost Taoist didn't feel pain, nor was he angry, and his heart was at a loss, and he was relieved. His body continued to fly backwards, his vision was blurred, and he vaguely saw a strange man standing next to the one-horned yin horse, he had thought it was Xia Shangzhou, the guard general stationed in the ghost cave, but it was not him.

The one-horned yin horse walked against the wind, the yin qi was entangled, the people and horses were tightly wrapped, covering the yang energy, the man deliberately lay on the horse's back, did not show his face, and dang Kou Jinge in front of the saddle, so that the ghost Taoist misunderstood that it was Xia Shang Zhou, who was chased and fled in a hurry. Originally...... It turned out to be a well-designed bureau!

Cold, he felt cold, for the first time in thousands of years, he felt cold.

The ghost Taoist fell to the ground heavily, the Dragon Slaying True Yin Knife desperately extracted the rich essence of Yin Qi, Wei Qiqi pulled out the knife in time, and the blade of the knife buzzed, as if he was dissatisfied. Wei Qiqi stretched out his hand and inserted it into the Dao robe, pulling out a cloud of yin qi the size of a goose egg, viscous and heavy, like substance, and a wisp of the soul of the ghost Taoist was hidden deep in it.

The dragon slaying true yin knife entered the body, he knew that his soul had nowhere to hide, and fed the tiger with the yin qi he had cultivated all his life, trying in vain to live in death, but he didn't want to still couldn't escape the doom.

Wei Qiqi crushed the yin qi, and the black smoke curled around his fingers, turning into the appearance of a Taoist priest, with three wisps of clear beard, clear eyebrows, and an expressionless face. He may be a Ascended Monk in the Nether Realm, or he may be a descendant of a Ascended Monk, but in the hands of Wei XVII, his fate is doomed, and there is nothing to say.

Wei Qiqi raised his right arm and slapped the soul eye under his armpit, taking out the soul of Tu Tu, and then filling the soul of the ghost Taoist into it. The soul eyes of the five parties were silent for a few breaths, and Zhang Xi was extinguished, and the power of the soul in his body was connected, and the power was like a lake blocked by a high dam, rising steadily, Wei Seventeen held his breath, the essence in his eyes flickered, and his eyes turned to the roaring general Niu Yi.

He was already hoarse.